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  • #1
    Lisa Kleypas
    “A man is not entitled to be called a father merely because he once had a well-timed spasm of the loins.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #2
    Amor Towles
    “For better or worse, there are few things so disarming as one who laughs well at her own expense.”
    Amor Towles, Rules of Civility

  • #3
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Every time you look at me, you'll remember that I'm half his."
    "No." His hand came to the side of her face, his thumb wiping her tears. "You're all mine." His voice was deep and shaken. "Every hair on your head. Every part of you was made to be loved by me.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #4
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Helen,
    You ask if I regret our engagement.
    No. I regret every minute that you're out of my sight. I regret every step that doesn't bring me closer to you.
    My last thought each night is that you should be in my arms. There is no peace or pleasure in my empty bed, where I sleep with you only in dreams and wake to curse the dawn.
    If I had the right, I would forbid you to go anywhere without me. Not out of selfishness, but because being apart from you is like trying to live without breathing.
    Think on that. You've stolen my very breath, cariad. And now I'm left to count the days until I take it back from you, kiss by kiss.
    Winterborne”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #5
    Lisa Kleypas
    Cariad, nothing about this is casual to me. But if you want a long, sensitive discussion about my feelings, I can't help you. I'm from North Wales, where we express ourselves by throwing rocks at trees. I've had more feelings in the past half-hour that I have in my entire life, and I'm at my limit."
    "That still doesn't -"
    "I love whatever it is you're made of. All of it.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #6
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Try to leave me, and see what happens. Go to France, go anywhere, and see how long it takes for me to reach you. Not five fucking minutes.” He took a few vehement breaths, his gaze locked on hers. “I love you. I don’t give a damn if your father is the devil himself. I’d let you stab a knife in my heart if it pleased you, and I’d lie there loving you until my last breath.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #7
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Helen, don’t.”
    “I thought it was only a misunderstanding. I thought if I spoke to you directly, everything would be s-sorted out, and—” Another sob choked her. She was so consumed by emotion that she was only vaguely aware of Rhys hovering around her, reaching for her and snatching his hands back.
    “No. Don’t cry. For God’s sake, Helen—”
    “I didn’t mean to push you away. I didn’t know what to do. How can I make you want me again?”
    She expected a jeering reply, or perhaps even a pitying one. The last thing she expected was his shaken murmur.
    “I do want you, cariad. I want you too damned much.”
    She blinked at him through a bewildered blur, breathing in mortifying hiccups, like a child. In the next moment, he had hauled her firmly against him.
    “Hush, now.” His voice dropped to a deeper octave, a brush of dark velvet against her ears. “Hush, bychan, little one, my dove. Nothing is worth your tears.”
    “You are.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #8
    Lisa Kleypas
    “That was my fault," Helen said hastily. "I went uninvited to the store yesterday and demanded to see Mr. Winterborne. I told him that I still wanted to marry him, and I made him exchange my ring for a new one, and then I-I had my way with him." She paused, realizing how that sounded. "Not in the store, of course."

    Straight-faced, Kathleen said, "Dear me. I hope he didn't put up a struggle.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Marrying Winterborne

  • #9
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Never apologize to women. It only confirms that you were wrong, and incenses them further.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

  • #10
    Lisa Kleypas
    “West paused. “My God, I can feel sincerity rising in my chest like a digestive disorder. I have to stop.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

  • #11
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Has anyone been corrupted or defiled?"
    "Since the age of twelve," West said.
    "I wasn't asking you, I was asking the girls."
    "Not yet," Cassandra replied cheerfully.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

  • #12
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Devon glanced at him with mild surprise. “For a man who’s seldom more than half sober, you’ve noticed a great deal.”

    “Have I?” West looked perturbed. “Forgive me – I seem to have become accidentally lucid.” He reached for his wineglass.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

  • #13
    Lisa Kleypas
    “If it helps you to understand Kathleen a little better,” she said uncertainly, “perhaps I should explain something. Will you swear on your honor to keep it in confidence?"

    “Of course,” Devon said readily. Having no honor, he never hesitated to promise something on it.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

  • #14
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Don’t mistake softness for weakness. Only a strong man can be soft with a woman.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Hello Stranger

  • #15
    Lisa Kleypas
    “Whatever else you may think about me," he said gruffly, "I would never play that kind of game with you. The devil knows how you could doubt my attraction to you after our lesson at Baujart's. Or didn't you notice that being near you made me as randy as a prize bull?"
    "I noticed," Garrett whispered sharply. "However, the male erection isn't always caused by sexual desire."
    His face went blank. "What are you talking about?"
    "Spontaneous priapism can be caused by scrotal chafing, traumatic injury to the perineum, a flare-up of gout, an inflamed prostatic duct-" Her list was interrupted as Ransom hauled her against him, front to front.
    She was alarmed to feel his entire body shaking. It wasn't until she heard a ragged chuckle near her ear that she realized he was struggling not to laugh.
    "Why is that funny?" she asked, her voice muffled against his chest. He didn't reply, couldn't, only shook his head vehemently and continued to wheeze. Nettled, she said, "As a physician, I can assure you there's nothing humorous about involuntary erections."
    That nearly sent him into hysterics.
    "Holy God," he begged, "no more doctor-talk. Please."
    "It wasn't from scrotal chafing," Ransom eventually said, a last tremor of laughter running through his voice. Letting out an unsteady sigh, he nuzzled against the side of her head. "Since we don't seem to be mincing words, I'll tell you what caused it: holding a woman I'd already dreamed about more than I should. Being near you is all it takes to put me in high blood.”
    Lisa Kleypas, Hello Stranger

  • #16
    Kerrigan Byrne
    “I was thinking,” he said some time later as she paused for a drowsy yawn. “Since ye doona have any family to love anymore, ye could love me …” Instead of meeting her gaze, he studied the way the pristine white of her petticoat bandage made his hand look that much grubbier. “That is, if ye wanted.”
    Farah buried her face in his neck and sighed, her lashes brushing against his tender skin with every blink. “Of course I’ll love you, Dougan Mackenzie,” she said easily. “Who else is going to?”
    “Nobody,” he said earnestly.
    “Will you try to love me, too?” she asked in a small voice.
    He considered it. “I’ll try, Fairy, but I havena done it before.”
    “I’ll teach you that, as well,” she promised.”
    Kerrigan Byrne, The Highwayman

  • #17
    Ray Bradbury
    “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

    It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #18
    Ray Bradbury
    “There must be something in books, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #19
    Ray Bradbury
    “We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #20
    Ray Bradbury
    “With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word 'intellectual,' of course, became the swear word it deserved to be.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #21
    Ray Bradbury
    “I'm seventeen and I'm crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #22
    Ray Bradbury
    “The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #23
    Ray Bradbury
    “But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. It can't last.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #24
    Ray Bradbury
    “A book is a loaded gun in the house next door...Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man?”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #25
    Ray Bradbury
    “If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war. If the government is inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change.”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #26
    Ray Bradbury
    “Why aren't you in school? I see you every day wandering around."
    "Oh, they don't miss me," she said. "I'm antisocial, they say. I don't mix. It's so strange. I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or talking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you? An hour of TV class, an hour of basketball or baseball or running, another hour of transcription history or painting pictures, and more sports, but do you know, we never ask questions, or at least most don't; they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not. They run us so ragged by the end of the day we can't do anything but go to bed or head for a Fun Park to bully people around, break windowpanes in the Window Smasher place or wreck cars in the Car Wrecker place with the big steel ball. Or go out in the cars and race on the streets, trying to see how close you can get to lampposts, playing 'chicken' and 'knock hubcaps.' I guess I'm everything they say I am, all right. I haven't any friends. That's supposed to prove I'm abnormal. But everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another. Do you notice how people hurt each other nowadays?”
    Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

  • #27
    Ray Bradbury
    “There is more than one way to burn a book. And the world is full of people running about with lit matches.”
    Ray Bradbury

  • #28
    Rebecca K. Reilly
    “This book is for hot autistic people, people from the city, people who have been mistaken for a different ethnicity, queer and trans people who are tired of being strong and just want to do jokes, tall girls, and haters.”
    Rebecca K. Reilly, Greta & Valdin

  • #29
    Rebecca K. Reilly
    “Having OCD is so stupid. I wish I had something cool, like double joints or purple eyes. I feel as if the pathways in other people's brains are like well-maintained Department of Conservation hiking trails, while mine are modelled on the dodgiest slides at Waiwera Thermal Resort after it was shut down.”
    Rebecca K. Reilly, Greta & Valdin

  • #30
    Rebecca K. Reilly
    “I have a strong interest in urban planning because I used to live in Germany.”
    Rebecca K. Reilly, Greta & Valdin



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